Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Luo Chuan opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a pair of transparent and clear purple eyes.

There is a soft touch under the head, a faint fresh fragrance can be smelled between the nose, and the long hair falls on the face itching.

"Are you awake?"

The girl showed a bright smile.

Luo Chuan felt that Yao Ziyan might say some strange things next, just like some anime he had seen before, "You wake up, the operation was successful, you are already a girl" and so on.

I sat up a little reluctantly, stretched my arms, and woke up feeling refreshed.

Luo Chuan turned his head to look out the window, the night was still dark, the hazy moonlight was shrouded in starlight like a veil, it was quiet and quiet, it was the quiet moment of the night.

"How long have I slept?"

Luo Chuan yawned and twisted his neck, as if he still had an intoxicating feeling.

"Well... it's about four hours." Yao Ziyan looked at the magic phone and judged the time.

"Four hours..."

Luo Chuan whispered to himself, he didn't feel that only four hours had passed in the dream.

Although it was impossible to tell how long it had passed due to the lack of a reference, it must have been far more than four hours.

In other words, the flow of time between dreams and reality is not equal.

Besides, maybe it wasn't just a dream.

"How, do you remember this time?" Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan expectantly.

Luo Chuan didn't have any relevant memory of the previous dream experiences, which was the main reason for falling into the dream again this time.

Luo Chuan frowned and remained silent.

Seeing his appearance, Yao Ziyan couldn't help but feel down, and it seemed that it was no different from before...

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, the big deal is to try a few more times, anyway, there is a lot of time."

Yao Ziyan comforted Luo Chuan.

The most important thing for the two of them is time. Now that the business of Steel City is on the right track, there is plenty of time to try to understand the scenes in the dream.

Luo Chuan continued to ponder.

Yao Ziyan felt something was wrong, and reached out and poked his arm: "What are you thinking?"

"Ok……"

Luo Chuan lowered his head and pondered, "Maybe with a kiss, I can remember what I saw in my dream just now."

Yao Ziyan was stunned, and immediately showed an angry and funny expression.

So he gave Luo Chuan a punch.

"What the **** did you dream about?" Yao Ziyan held a small pillow in her arms, posing as if she was listening to a story, "Why didn't this time, like the previous few times, just wake up and put what you dreamed about? Forgot all?"

"how could I know."

Luo Chuan rubbed his arms and shook his head, "Well... maybe it's because of some kind of change."

"Change?" Yao Ziyan tilted her head with a curious look in her eyes.

"Didn't Anweiya say before that time is running out? That must be the reason." Luo Chuan felt that was the reason.

Yao Ziyan thought about it seriously and felt that what Luo Chuan said made sense.

"Leave that aside, what exactly did you dream about?"

"deep sea."

Luo Chuan took a sip from the cup in front of him and slowly said a special name.

Deep Sea, this name was also mentioned in the previous conversation with Anweiya, but unfortunately the dragon girl didn't explain what it meant after talking for a long time.

Is it a special space, or some other realm.

According to Luo Chuan's own understanding, the so-called deep sea may be equivalent to a "buffer" and "stack" in a certain sense.

Responsible for storing and processing some overflowing and useless information, piled up with all kinds of junk documents, and by the way, it can also act as a natural barrier to achieve a sense of waste utilization.

Of course, he also understands that this perception is one-sided, and the real situation is definitely not something that can be completely summarized in just a few words.

"Why do you dream of the deep sea?" Yao Ziyan didn't understand.

"I don't know either." Luo Chuan spread out his palm, "Maybe something strange has been triggered. After all, this world is inherently mysterious."

Yao Ziyan nodded deeply.

"I saw some debris in the deep sea, which looked like some kind of super-large civilization creation, something like a planetary fortress." Luo Chuan told his own experience, "Do you know what a planetary fortress is? "

Yao Ziyan lightly tapped her lips with her fingers, and turned her head to look at the bright moon outside the window: "Like that one?"

"……almost."

Luo Chuan originally wanted to tease this girl, but unfortunately, ideals and reality are often not the same.

"Only the deep sea?"

"Of course not." Luo Chuan shook his head, "At that time, I closed my perception of time. I don't know how long it took, the deep sea was torn apart by a light, and when I realized it, it already appeared in the universe. "

In the next time, he told Yao Ziyan everything he saw in detail, and there was nothing to hide.

Yao Ziyan never spoke from the beginning to the end, quietly listening and waiting for him to finish speaking.

"...that's about it."

Luo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the teacup and drank it clean.

Yao Ziyan showed a thoughtful look: "The figure rushing towards the dark... Didn't you see it clearly?"

"No." Luo Chuan shook his head, "When I want to see the details, the dream is over."

After pondering for a while, he added another sentence.

"Of course it's also possible that I saw the specific details, but I just forgot that part of the memory."

Anyway, this is not the first time that the memory disappears, and it seems reasonable to disappear a part of it?

"It makes sense." Yao Ziyan rubbed her fingers and nodded slightly, thinking of something, her eyes fell on Luo Chuan again, looking at him with interest.

"What are you looking at?"

Luo Chuan was uncomfortable with Yao Ziyan's gaze. The girl's eyes had a long-lasting meaning of exploration, and she didn't know what strange things were thinking in her heart.

"I'm thinking of you." Yao Ziyan smiled, her eyes like water.

"Be normal." Luo Chuan flicked her forehead.

Yao Ziyan rubbed his forehead, but didn't care much, staring at Luo Chuan with bright eyes: "Hey, Luo Chuan, I have a question."

"Say."

"Are you human?"

Luo Chuan was choked for a moment. It seems that the answer to this question is wrong, right?

He didn't speak, just looked at the girl quietly.

Yao Ziyan's face turned slightly red, a little embarrassed, and obviously realized the inappropriateness of her words: "No, I mean, you just said that you turned into ink in a dream, is that what you originally said? Shape?"